"Jesus Hanna! Your report card is starting to like your bra size, look at all these C's." The blonde sits in middle of the kitchen, her eyes rolling as her mom paces angrily.
"You spend so much time with Mona and Spencer and Aria, but you can't even bother to study for a French exam - it's just so infuriating! I can't stand-" Ashley catches sight of her. "Give me your credit card."
"What?" She's got her attention now.
"Give me your credit card. You're not getting it back until I start seeing B's."
"But Mom!" Hanna stands so fast that the chair threatens to fall over. "That's not even fair! It's not my fault that French is such a pain in the derrière!"
It's too late, her mom is already digging into her purse. Her new purse.
"Here it is." She waves the flimsy piece of plastic in front of Hanna's face with a satisfied smirk. "You can have this back when you learn something other than 'croissant' and 'baguette'. I'm serious Hanna, I want to see improvement. Otherwise, you're never seeing this again."
Hanna sighed reluctantly, snatching up her purse before going upstairs to her room.
"Baisez ma vie."
The bell rang, bringing Hanna back to full consciousness. Maybe one day she could make it through Calculus without using her textbook as a pillow.
She grabbed her bag, meeting Aria and Spencer in the hallway.
"So, I was thinking we could hit the mall after school. There's a huge sale and I think exams can wait."
"As much as I would love to see you two buy lingerie for each other, I'd rather not third wheel again."
"Again? Name one time we left you to third wheel." Spencer wouldn't let this go unless Hanna had a full receipt of every moment they let their relationship get in the way of their friendship with Hanna.
"Well there was that one time at the food court when you two wouldn't stop feeding each other. Then there was the time where you both disappeared in a dressing room for twenty minutes doing who knows what. And let's not forget about what happened last week during movie night."
"What happened last week?"
"This is exactly what I'm talking about. You probably don't even remember what movie we watched because you and Aria were busy spooning. I was ready to gouge my eyes out with a fork."
"Hey, don't take out you anger out at us just because you're single. Besides, maybe we can hook you up at the mall. There are plenty of cute girls there."
"As tempting as that sounds, I've already got a date at the library with my textbook. We have a long history together.
They couldn't believe what she had just heard, "Wait a minute, isn't that Spencer's line? Seriously Hanna, when was the last time you've been to the library?"
"Honestly? I think it was when I returned Green Eggs & Ham in the third grade."
"Why did I think going into AP World History was a good idea?"
Hanna muttered as she walked in between rows and rows of bookshelves, not even sure of what she was looking for.
Then she found it, or rather, her, in between the 'M' and 'N' section. Emily Fields, swim captain and library intern extraordinaire, was busy stacking books back on the shelves. Hanna had seen her couple times at school- scratch that, plenty of times. They had the same PE class sophomore year and Emily Fields in volleyball shorts isn't exactly something you forget. She lucked out when she found out that they had the same lunch this year too.
Hanna eventually decided that now wasn't a great time to stare at her incredibly hot classmate, especially since she had been there for an hour already and the only thing she had managed to do was renew her library card.
She rushed along the aisles, grabbing several books on Athenian democracy and the Han Dynasty. She took a seat at an empty table pushed back into the farthest corner of the library.
Hanna spent more time snapchatting back Aria and Spencer tan she actually reading. She would kill to be with them right now. In fact, she would have gone with them if she had more than forty bucks in her clutch. Whenever she caught someone staring at her she would immediately resume her studying, as if she wasn't making the dumbest expressions ever.
"Han Wudi, the greatest and most energetic emperor of the Han dynasty, was remembered by later generations as the 'Martial Emperor'. He…" Hanna was starting to get lost in the pages, drifting in and out of sleep. The words got blurrier and blurrier. She was already on her third book and now seemed like the perfect time for a nap anyway.
...
"Um, excuse me," there was a shove against her arm, causing Hanna to stir slightly.
"I don't want to interrupt your hard work, but I have got to lock up."
"Lock up?" Hanna's head was still buried deep in her arms. "What time is it?"
"It's six. Well, six o' four, not that there's any difference. But really, I've got to get going."
Hanna began lifting her head up, her voice still raspy and her hair in a tousled bun. "Sorry, I'll grab my stuff and g- " Hanna rushed to rub off the small bit of drool at the corner of her lips. She honestly couldn't tell if she had been drooling from her nap or if her mouth just began watering at the sight of the girl in front of her.
"Emily. Hey. Um, I uh- yeah. I was just leaving." Hanna mustered up a grin and shoved her books into her bag, dropping her pens. Emily was quick to pick them up, bit Hanna refused to take them when they were held out in front of her. "You can keep those, I've got plenty."
She barely made eye contact with Emily, moving right past her towards the closest exit.
"Bye Hanna!" Emily called out as Hanna was already halfway out the double doors
Hanna only turned back slightly, managing to reply with a decent goodbye.
Holy shit. She remembers me.
A/N: I know, Hanna forgot to check out her books, but then again, she was too busy checking out Emily. I'll make this a multi-chapter fic, so look forward to Hannily study sessions. Leave reviews, please!
